49. Three Hours and a Hour and a Half (1)
This underwater paradise is a blessed land in the world, if it is not for the water mirror to inadvertently discover, it will not be seen in the world, for ordinary people, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a fairyland on earth.
For qi practitioners like Li Xi, this peach source, the distribution of its qi veins, is very mysterious, and the hidden feng shui luck can be called a ladder to the sky.
At this moment, while Li Xi was strolling around with Xiao Liang, he was checking the distribution of qi veins, which was really an eye-opener.
When it comes to Li Xi's eyesight today, he is not Bai Ding'er who has just started, although he has never really been to the imperial city thousands of miles away in this life, but with the remnants of the ruins he saw when he traveled in his previous life, he can also figure out a little meaning from the leopard.
Compared with this heavenly paradise, they are the complicated miracles at both ends of Tiangong manpower.
Unlike Li Xi, who tried to run the method of immortality jerkily while walking, and reconciled his qi with the qi veins of this place, Xiao Liang revisited his hometown and traveled freely.
The little fox was coiled around her head, like a snow-white fur fur hat covering three thousand green silks.
The little girl's smile is delightful, adding a bit of playfulness and cuteness
Li Ci's mind moved, and he said thoughtlessly:
"I know you can do anything, but you must not know how to become an immortal, or I'll teach you?"
The little girl who originally treated him as air because of Li Xi's abrupt words blinked her moist eyes and said proudly:
"What about becoming an immortal? Wherever I want to be, I will become a puddle of flesh."
Ignoring her somewhat angry words, Li Ci walked slowly,
On the one hand, he clearly recited an authentic qi training method that is difficult to find in the world.
By the time the last word of the 7,000-word foundation was memorized, Li Xi just stopped in front of a sea of flowers.
Purple and red, rhododendrons and begonias are everywhere.
Li Ci raised his hand and folded off the most beautiful small branch of pink and white peach blossoms, turned around and reached out to insert it in the hair of the girl behind him.
Asked softly, "Written it all down?" ”
In Li Ci's eyes, the little girl with a bone that can be called a demon is a little girl, her cheeks are red and she responds, vague.
Li Ci nodded with satisfaction and said, "My girl is smart after all......"
Listening to Li Ci's somewhat proud tone, Xiao Liang was a little crying and laughing and said:
"I should contact and arrange seven or eight people this time, including Zhang Bao last time, four have been completed, and two have changed as I expected, fortunately it is not the most important, but in these few days, Lu Bu is about to arrive, why do I have to talk to her, you accompany me?"
"Good ......"
Li Ci replied without looking back
Xiao Liang smiled slightly, and quietly accompanied Li Xi to look at the scenery.
Then he complained to Li Ci in a somewhat rude tone:
"You're ...... good"
Li Ci didn't know what he meant and asked, "Huh? ”
"It's okay......"
Xiao Liang ignored him.
Just thinking about what's on your mind.
Although it didn't reach that level of paranoia, she realized what the man named Guo Jia was in back then.
Even if there is only a trace of it, she is not willing to admit a trace of it.
But since the master went, she Zhuge Kongming had never been so relieved to stand behind anyone.
……
The border state is bitterly cold, and the most murderer is Liangzhou.
This is the place where the battle is fiercest and the most dead people are there.
But maybe it was dyed with too much barbarian blood, and in the eyes of the Central Plains in Wenqi, the people of Liangzhou were no different from barbarians.
Even those who have not seen women and children have the impression that they are all savage to the point of cutting off their heads and drinking blood and sleeping on the flesh and skin of their enemies.
Qingliu scholars are despised.
But it is also a strange thing, because of the westward study of Buddhism in recent years, Liangzhou was the first to be smeared.
The fierce people of that state, who were known as women who could fight with knives, were unwilling to learn to put down butcher knives and be merciful on the battlefield
However, the victory of worshipping Buddha is not lost elsewhere, although there are no temples of various Buddha statues that are rich in posture carving.
If it is a Buddhist scripture, it is definitely something that can be obtained in Liangzhou.
It is said that there is a child of a local scholar in Liangzhou, because the art of war is not very good, but it can be regarded as a clever expense
More than 100 volumes of the Qingjing were purchased.
entrusted countless relationships, and gave it to one of Dong Zhuo's favorite concubines. Under the effect of the beauty pillow wind, he was casually rewarded with a position that is not big or small, but at least it is a position that his peers have climbed for several years.
Of course, this is the business of the rich and noble, but in the case of poor people, there are few innocent children or virtuous women, before the father, brother and husband of the family go on the expedition, and the Buddhist temple spend a few carefully saved copper coins to ask for a peace charm.
Then wait at home for them to go home with military merit and food, in fact, it is okay without military merit food, and the family can come back alive, and they are very content.
But not everyone can wait.
When the time comes, the women and children will not see the corpses, and the paper money will be spilled, so they only hope that the weather will be fine and the paper will be easy to burn.
Such a realm, according to reason, is incompatible with weak scholars, after all, it is a think tank like Xiliang Li Ru, and it is also said that he can cut off people's heads immediately in armor.
If it weren't for the fact that there was any romantic connection between the warriors and the literati, then the most convincing thing was wine.
There is a wall here, there is wine,
It is simple and coarse, and the wine is hot and tastes bad.
It was a shack made of inferior wood, and a crooked word for wine on the coarse cloth that hung it.
The girl who sells wine has also been tempered by life for a long time, and she is a clumsy woman.
If it weren't for the first quarter moon in the sky adding a bit of scenery, it would really be an overall picture that was so rough that it was impossible to watch.
However, this night, "the people on the edge are like the moon, and the frost and snow are condensed on the wrists." ”
It was a man, a man who could be described as peerless, captivating and captivating.
The skin and face are not enough to be described as white jade, it is simply clear to the point of exquisiteness.
Full of hair, dressed in brocade clothes, a pair of eyes unintentionally confusing people, like a ghost in the mountains.
At the age of thirteen, he was called
"The enchanting spirit overwhelms the women of the world, and the body is full of national colors, why should I give birth to a man"
Not to mention that in such a desolate place, even in the whole world, when it comes to the word style, there is no man who can compare with him.
Emperor Ling said back then, "Guo Fengxiao takes half of the national color, and then covers the spring color of Luoyang." ”
So the woman was rightfully stupid, and then she didn't know how long it took to come back to her senses, and she didn't look as bad as she did to the guests who relied on her.
Although the man didn't buy a glass of wine, the woman who sold the wine didn't care at all, but felt that her own wine was too bad, and she didn't deserve to let the son in front of her enter, so she just wished that he didn't drink, just sit for a while.
And carefully moved the fiery red brazier to the young man.
But when he looked up, he met the son's gaze, and the boy smiled, just one glance, which made the woman completely stupid.
Guo Jia bent down slightly, took charcoal tweezers to flick the cheap wood in the brazier, and with a pair of clean and neatly trimmed palms, leaned over to roast the fire, and thanked the woman warmly.
Seeing that the latter blushed like a panicked little beast, Guo Jia was not surprised, and smiled apologetically:
"The body is not very good, I can't drink wine, but my body is tired, and I have relied on it for a lot of time, the girl must forgive me, but many relatives in the family are good wine, let them take care of the girl's business more in the future......"
The woman nodded for a while, shook her head, and stood stupidly, with only one thought in her heart, the eyes of the boy in front of her who laughed were so beautiful.
Then he stared blankly at the boy who stood up, put on a snow coat, and was about to say goodbye and leave.
The woman, who didn't have the courage to say a word to Guo Jia for most of the hour, blushed, and finally shouted out in a loud voice when Guo Jia was about to go out
"My name is Wang Sanya, this has always been open, if the son is tired when he crosses the road again, he will come to rest, and it doesn't hinder whether he drinks or not......"
After saying a word, the girl was stunned, she naturally knew that she might not have a chance to see each other again in the future, such a fairy-like man, where could she be touched by a rough girl.
When she looked up again after I don't know how long, the boy was standing quietly beside her.
He said to her with some embarrassment:
"I recently sent it to a friend's house, saying that it is not ripe, and it is not the kind that is raw, and I am embarrassed to eat and live in vain, so I thought about whether to go back with a jar of wine, but I didn't bring money, looking at the girl is kind and talkative, can I let me make a jar of wine on credit, and I will send money again in three or five days......"
……
The ordinary woman named Wang Sanya sent the boy away in a daze, turning over and over, only remembering the two words that the son said.
The first sentence is:
"In the darkest and most gloomy time of my own despair, when I meet someone I think I can like, no matter how glorious she or he is, tell her that there is absolutely no shame in her, and you can be justified.
There are many injustices in the world, but only they can tolerate it, even if the beggars on the roadside like a word from the queen's mother. ”
The second sentence is very obscure, Wang Sanya doesn't understand it very well, but he also remembers it firmly.
"The size of the soldiers has been similar for a long time, and they love the grace of the ministers, and they are the ones who fight for the lives of the ministers, and they beg for the Beizhou, and they serve the side." ,
Your Dong Thorn history in Liangzhou, fat to fat, still has a little bit of true spirit. ”
On the road, a man in a white fur, who had nothing to do, carried a jar of wine that was just twenty wen after erasing the odds, and wanted to go to Dong Zhuo to talk.
And the domineering fat man who dared to threaten the Spirit Emperor and refused to hand over his military power, heard that he was coming, but he never sent anyone to urge him.
I've been honestly waiting for three hours,
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